"Scorpius! I am NOT getting on that broom- No! Scorpiuuuuuuuuus!" Rose screamed as her boyfriend pulled her onto his broom and kicked off.

"C'mon, love! It's fun!" Scorpius laughed out loud, hugging his girlfriend from behind.

"I. Do. Not. Flyyyyyyy!" she shrieked, pressing her back against him and squeezing her eyes shut, simultaneously grabbing his hands in front of her. Scorpius just steered over the Quidditch pitch, his chin on her shoulder.

"I'm going to bloody kill you for this!" Rose promised violently as they shot off above the goal posts. "I'm going to- what are you doing?" Scorpius pressed his lips against her neck, kissing his way up until he reached her mouth and just missed it, leaving her gasping. "Not fair!" He smirked at her outburst, leading the broom down to the grass below. "You think you can just-" Scorpius scooped his girlfriend into his arms, planting a kiss on her lips to silence her while walking to the broom shed.

"I think that's enough flying for today," he said smoothly, tossing his broom in the wooden structure. "Maybe I'll teach you more tomorrow." A flabbergasted Rose hung limply in his arms, her mouth agape until she finally came to her senses.

"No way! I'm not getting on a broom again! I cannot do it, and I won't!" Rose crossed her arms, turning away.

"How can you persuade me to not pull you onto my broom again, hmm?" Scorpius teased her, smiling. She thought for a moment, then squirmed out of his arms.

"This is how," she stated simply, pushing him against a nearby tree a snogging him senseless.

"Oh..."

A/N: Meh. I don't much like this one, but I like the general idea of Rose and Scorpius "flying." It sounds amusing. But I digress... Read and review!